As I’ve been reading through my old posts this one caught me off guard. I had forgotten I’d written it. Sometimes I’m thankful that my emotions over losing my dad have slowly mellowed. But some days, for reasons I do not understand, I can take myself right back to that day when he left this world. And I ache for all that I lost that day. And I mourn all that I never got to experience. I realize that this post {that I wrote 3 years ago} doesn’t speak to everyone’s experience who’s lost a dad. But it speaks mine. … Continue reading
